Wait for me
You pulled my body to yours
Your lips taste like June
And your skin like summer rain
Wait for me,and I'll come-soon.
I want to know your dreams.
The ones on the inside of your eyelids
Those wrapped into the smell of my lashes
And the purple dust I'll always need.
I live for the touch of your fingers.
Then,our bodies start to burn.
I need you close,so close.
Wait for me,and I'll return.
Don't let the snow take our love.
Without your love,there is no me.
Cause I have no ordinary lucks.
And I have no ordinary sins.
You should know I'll always be there.
We left marks on each other's skin.
For us,there is no end.
I'll stand beside you when you leave.
Because I am addicted to youBecause I am addicted to you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
My heart still beats like yours
I still remember that day
The pavements were wet
But there was no October rain.
You kept my soul between your paper-cuts
And took my kisses born in June
My soul is safe between your flesh
All of 27 grams belong to you.
And I pulled your shirt to my body
I found your lips on mine
Your fingers were in my hair
Your eyes whispered: "Forever thine".
The sheets were crumpling under us
I felt the weight of your body on me
You know my touches were begging:
"Honey,don't ever leave!"
You love me.
And make me smile.Everyday.
I didn't a thing.
You're here now,you chose to stay.
They tell me :
"This is not the way you should live"
But I have you for my own,
You're the brand upon my skin.
love is hurtingThe beautiful days we held so close, I once said to 'hello' to you.love is hurting2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Our meeting was brief, and simple.
Caring, and kind.
We left with helpless hearts.
Neither regretting, nor forgetting.
Our meeting place, once helped me smile.
Overcoming each day.
I still wish for the past,
with crying into my hands, at last.
Letting lose the tears,
I know I shouldn't fear.
You tell me "You'll move on".
But the glass still digs into my skin, and prickles each time I see you.
Wandering like I'm not here.
I touch my lips, and hope for yours to return.
The tears keep streaming, never forgetting.
A Nerdy Love PoemBefore you arrived,A Nerdy Love Poem2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
you annoying buffoon,
My life was more barren
than the sands of Dune.
And then you appeared,
Like a Doctor from space,
with your ridiculous clothes
and your comical face.
We're not like Edward and Bella
and their blather of fate:
We're like Sauron and Voldemort
deciding to date.
See, I'd travel to Mordor
with you any day.
We'd be like Frodo and Sam,
but a little less gay.
The Capitol couldn't stop us!
. . . that's totally a lie:
if we started rebellions
we'd probably die.
We'd feast in King's Landing
on lamprey and tarts
then murder our enemies
with thousands of farts
Our house words would NOT
be "stupid and fat"
though I like "moon of my life"
much better than "brat."
Whenever you're sweet
I think it's a fluke,
but if you were nice all the time
you wouldn't be Luke.
But I like you a lot,
even though you're a pain.
Like how Serenity's crew
still hasn't killed Jayne.
You give my life meaning,
you silly old man,
like the Joker needs Batman
for all of his plans.
LifePassion.Life2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
When you do something because your gut tells you to
When you do something for the love of doing it
When you do something with no monetary goals.
is When it doesn’t matter how many times you talk to someone,
Every time you do it again, it’s a new, exciting, experience
When you do your job without ever having to work
When you can look in the mirror and feel pride without vanity
When a smile is on your face and you don’t know how it got there.
The state of being when you
do what you Love, and Love what you Do;
have Love and Passion
Hunting Avalon's MoonBeneath a sky of Kings, mortal life quiveredHunting Avalon's Moon2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Warm rains spilled a fever of unborn dreams;
— like a silent song of golden pollen falling in
timeless reverie, seeding forests arcane
The dawn of enchantment crested ancient lands,
adorning the hunger of shadows and spirits
Long I stood in the flow of primeval rapture...
where unto the hallowed beckoned wild
I slept in the cradle of Nature's magick,
windswept in feasts of tongue & flame
Dreams and dreamers, in haste I did reap
And I thrusted my sword into the sky
Ever night's bequest, the stars shall not die
Thru seasons of fabled rhythms I roamed;
— my soul etched into the mists of time
O'er pastel fields, untamed memories seek
In a circle of Kings, I shimmered in ebon robes
Perfumed eyes gathered like nightingales
And I watched upon gossamer tides —
Merlin caught her gaze resting among
the promise of stars and beloved Moon
"Thou art heavenly clad in velvet starlight"
She fled upon his song & wept in quietude,
the astrologists.there was a boy i once knew.the astrologists.10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
He used to teach me about the universe—
how planets are actually small atoms that
make up galaxies, and how the stars we see
are really just particles that make up infinity.
He taught me the forgotten history behind the stars,
and how they were so much more
than just flaming orbs of gas.
"The stars were once worlds,"
he would tell me.
"They once were planets,
and now that's all they have left to be."
there was a boy i once knew,
and he used to teach me about Fiddler's Green
and Spaceship Earth. He told me what to say
to a person who's dying, and why astrologists
are the people to go to when you can't find your way.
"The astrologists were once mages,"
he would tell me, his wings
itching to be free.
"They once were lovers,
and now that's all they have left to be."
He used to talk for hours about what
he imagined it felt like to be reincarnated,
and why you feel most alive when you're
almost dead. He used
Write It On The Earth, Draw It In The SkyFor those who keep pencils in their hairWrite It On The Earth, Draw It In The Sky2 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
And markers in their pockets
Keep notebook paper tucked into your socks
And whose arms are covered in writing
With words to tantalizing to forget
To those who make music when no one is listening
To those who shine on stage when no one is watching
To the late-night-gotta-write-that-down-Hold on one-minute mom I'm writing!
And the people who graffiti poetry
I write this for you
To the hopeless romantics
And unrequited lovers
And the early morning daydreamers
And math class doodlers
And artists beyond help
I write this for you
Don't wait till morning
I'll wait till morning I'll write it down then
Find a napkin
Find a piece of chalk
Write it on the earth
Draw it in the sky.
The cutsHuman error.The cuts3 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Five more cuts.
They won't show, and they will fade.
It's nothing. It's nothing.
It makes me feel normal.
I need punishment for every time I mess up.
Don't worry I won't die.
"I wish she would keep better track of things" one more cut.
"She is a freak" two more cuts.
"You don't care about anything do you?!" three cuts.
Some say it hurt.
Some say it's nothing.
Sure I thought I could talk to her about it, but now my only true friend is drifting.
She knew every thing about me, cutting, crying, depression, and so on. But, as I see her go.
Now we just say simple Hello's.
It's time she stopped dealing with me.
She has her own problems.
So what's five more cuts?
It just adds to the many.
Though there be fear with the cutting.
After this feeling of release, there comes fear.
'What if I can't stop?'
'What if they find out?'
'What if I kill myself?'
My wrist is throbbing now.
It wants the knife, it wants the blood.
I need help.
It's not the cat anymore.
It never was.
The voices tell
I Miss YouI saw your face appear on my computer screen.I Miss You2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Radiant; as beautiful as when I first met you.
You wore that angellic smile you'd always wear
Whenever you were here with me.
Your warm chocolate eyes drew me in;
Inviting, just like the first time.
Your dress, married to your slender shoulders,
Makes my memories playback in my head;
That time we danced together;
When my heart first cried out for you.
It feels like forever since my soul last melted
Upon hearing your enchanting voice.
But now forest, mountains, lakes,
Everything conceivable separates us.
My body feels cold and drained of warmth,
Like the frozen canal outside my window.
You said that I'd never lose you,
But I fear that I lost ages ago.
It's not so much that I couldn't be yours,
Despite my hopes that I would.
That has been killing me for so long now,
I'm sick of that pain dragging me down.
No, it's the close friendship I miss most.
How fun and care-free everything was.
How you were always happy to talk to me.
How we were alway
the most terrifying thing in the worldnever knowing.the most terrifying thing in the world2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
FogI missFog10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
the early morning
and sourdough bread
at the old wooden table
by the bay
silent ghosts hover
above the water
until the sun
gently found a way
to haunt them
somewhere inside me
hide old visions
but long ago
they stopped coming out
to take shape
like a morning fog, is lost
to the rising sun
silent as the dawn
you turned out to be
not an image
something else, real
yet somehow formless.
I now wonder
if you remember our
early morning coffee
Do ghosts have memories?
Perhaps that is all
that memories are.
Hating to Love youLife goes byHating to Love you2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Its nearly the end of October
Eleven months since you left me
And I still can't seem to keep sober
Drink after drink
Living off of intoxication
Can't mend this broken heart
But its the best medication
Holding on to the past
Feels like I'm stuck in one place
Still being haunted by your voice
And that last look on your face
I'm starting to hate
Everything I once loved about you
Like the thickness of your lips
And how your eyes would shine blue
The sound of your voice
The accent when you'd pronounce my name
What I really hate
Is that no one can pronounce it the same
I hate that I love you
And can't seem to forget you
I hate that I'm broken
And can't seem to get through
I hate that I lost you
I hate you're not here
That every day I'm lonely
And living with fear
But I no longer love you!
Or so I would love to say
But I will always love you
Just hopefully not always like today
RabbitI wanted to tell you how much I miss youRabbit1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
but we don’t say that sort of thing -
even when you slept with your head on my chest,
tapping out my heartbeat onto my ribs
until your breath began to slow
until your fingers began to falter
and I knew you’d found somewhere safe
- we never said that sort of thing.
We are seven years of never saying sorry,
five of dreaming we had never happened
and two of waiting until the time was right
so we could forgive each other
without the words which needed to be said.
You were big-sky-country in skin,
cat-lipped and quiet
aching to tear free from your bones
Whispering your mantra
into my ears to young to comprehend:
"run, little rabbit, run -"
because I wanted to believe our hollow was home
because between my lungs nestled a mountain
so my every sigh was infused with snow
and you could taste it on my lips
when I could not yet feel the weight on my shoulders
- and I hope you have torn free
and I hope when she cradles your head at nig
AbusiveGrip my neck tight and don’t let it go.Abusive2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Forgetting to let me breathe.
So I can taste blood, as I bite my lip.
Today is the day I please him.
With my innocent body.
“Admit you like it”
Rip my heart out, and drink the remains.
Then chain me to the bed, a neck with scars.
“Oh my oh my, you've been such a naughty girl”
Pitied by the daytime, it’s when vampires like you sleep.
“Oh my oh my, you've been such a naughty girl”
I just want to rip out your wicked heart.
Please forgive these tears running down my cheeks,
I swear I’ll devoid myself of all emotion.
Ah, I will moan when you command.
Listening to every will.
“I love you”
It hurts so much, the whips and chains.
I hate being tied down like this.
“I love you too.”
A City by the LakeA City by the LakeA City by the Lake10 months ago in Free Verse More Like This
In the city by the lake
A warm wind echoed
Through the streets,
Bouncing off the buildings,
Mimicking the sound of the fishermen
Casting their lines to the water,
Pulling back the catch
Of the day, their daily bread
Delivered by the cool,
But every line was vacant,
Each hook unbitten,
With a pink and terrified
Worm dangling for life,
Praying that the fish
Would show mercy.
And the fisherman’s son,
Who for so long had begged
And pleaded, “teach me, daddy.”
Looked at the glass surface of the lake,
A blue-green sheet of untouched
Snow, drawn into place with nature’s
Pen, disappointed. “Five to five”
The fisherman had told him
“And I don’t want to hear any
Complaints.” But the fish were not there.
And soon, as the stresses wore down
On the fisherman’s back,
He reeled in his rod and looked back
At the city, the bustling metropolis
That he had stayed away from,
And sighed, “let’s head back.
fidelic whore-- this is appropriationfidelic whore1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
my sweet synchronicity ,
i have downed your appetite
in a bed of front teeth
(it is morning in perth
midnight in dublin, and the noon
sun has been lost behind
a dress of mothy curtains)
do i taste of
of love making;
do i reek of
the weeds that
the posture of your spine?
you bend over
my lap a curve of guilt
and weep all night.
i collect each knob of your body
like a gift. press it to my mouth.
Please don't ever..Please don't ever think that I would leave,Please don't ever..2 years ago in Emotional More Like This
No one catches my attention like you.
How your voice cuts my attention,
Or how I get lost in your eyes each time I gaze into them.
No one will ever hold my heart the way you do,
It cracks a little each time you think I would ever leave.
You're the best thing in my life.
You are my sunshine
a love letteri couldn't sleep. there are a lot of things on my mind, and i kept tossing, trying to fling the feelings from me, but they wouldn't leave, so i said to myself, "i'm going to write my fucking heart out, and it's going to feel much like getting slammed by a bus or a train, that immense crash and pain and blackness and the confusion after the hit (do you tumble, crack your head on the pavement or do you die, right there?)" and this is how this letter will go.a love letter2 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i'm scared of losing you. shit scared. i go to bed at night, sure that i have you here, somewhere, whether in my mind or in my heart and i wake up and i can't breathe and god i feel like i've really lost you somewhere, in my dreams or my actions or words unsaid. and god, you don't know what it is like to have a person like you missing from a bitter thing like me. i need you. i am coffee, black and roasted and hard to swallow but you make it so easy. you are my sugar, sweet thing, constant love and nothing else. you make me okay. you
Secrets of the DjinnLo the winds howl "Never you roam the mist"Secrets of the Djinn2 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Wander you far across lands, forest & desert sea
Or dream you deep in a cloudless sky ...
Yet a presence looms & beckons, spirits unseen
For they are the Djinn, silent and ever watching,
embalmed into seasons of mortal blood-flow
And beware, for I shalt not speak of this again,
lest darkness unto thy flesh they quest and sow
Eons adrift in smokeless fire did they slumber...
Befallen to Earth's domain, they undressed fate
The Djinn, ancient dwellers humans would fear
Betwixt worlds they linger, shimmering in fire
Thru parallel dimensions they reach, seducing
dreams and reality, life... You!
Peering eyes thru the veil of time and space;
shape shifters of any form, stalk and hunt
Thoughts & flesh canst not escape their magick
Besieged and shadowed, the human race
til they are sent back to whence they came
And death became a wanton treasure,
where Angels pillage & Demons lust in flame
"You should never have come human"
i haven't forgottentell me, boyi haven't forgotten1 year ago in Free Verse More Like This
who is your god.
do not say it
is the limbs
that spread you
do not tell me it is
hands wrapping a head
board, nor a mouth
tugging your name
i want to know who it is
that makes you lucent,
bent beneath the dark,
because there is no divinity
like the one that makes
YouThe perfect smileYou2 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
The coolest walk
The sweetest style
The smoothest talk
Such beautiful eyes
Such tasteful lips
The greatest surprise
And erotic hips
I'll be your lover
I'll be your friend
We'll lie under these covers
Until the end